I got pregnant around July 5, 2009, and found out they were twin girls. In January 2009, baby A’s water broke; I was only six months, it was way too early. I lost both babies. It was the hardest, most difficult time in my life. Now it’s July 13, 2010, and I just found out I’m three weeks pregnant. It’s a scary but exciting feeling, that’s for sure. So much to think about, and the thought of losing a baby again at six months is terrifying. Well, like they say it happens to the best of us. I’m going to pray every day that this time I have a healthy little one that I can love forever.
